Love Burial Hotel
by black cat white socks
When he passed the small restaurant for the sixty-third time, Li Xiaoming finally couldn't restrain his curiosity and walked towards the door of the hotel.
Before suddenly getting excited and walking towards that restaurant, Li Xiaoming had never thought about going to that restaurant to eat - even if he had eaten all the restaurants within ten miles until he felt like vomiting, he had never thought about eating there. Put this restaurant on your dining out list.
The reason why this is so is very simple. This hotel seems to be a bit far away from adjectives such as "clean, hygienic and delicious".
The entrance of the hotel is at the end of a long and narrow alley. There is a blurry glass sliding door sandwiched between the moss-covered walls. Through the hairy glass, you can vaguely see the black tables and chairs inside. The small restaurant has no signboard. There is only a piece of wooden board that is almost falling apart on the side of the dilapidated wall. The writing on it has been mottled and uncleared by the wind and rain. Only the word "hotel" can be read.
Well, if it weren't for these two words, I'm afraid Li Xiaoming wouldn't have imagined that there was a restaurant in such a dilapidated building.
If it were an ordinary small restaurant, Li Xiaoming might not even notice it. But this hotel was so shabby, so similar to a haunted house, and so lonely that Li Xiaoming couldn't help but become concerned.
Then, on his way to get off work on an ordinary working day, he approached the unnamed restaurant without warning.
He looked at the sliding glass door, and the appearance of the tables and chairs behind the door became clearer.
The ferocious little devil's head and strange-shaped tentacles are wrapped around the four legs of the table and chair. The tabletop is covered with thick black leather, which looks very exquisite. The only problem is probably that the suitable place for these furniture to appear is the bedroom of a visual kei rock lover, rather than a shabby fly house with a concrete floor and hanging incandescent light bulbs that cannot even afford lampshades.
Li Xiaoming frowned and subconsciously wanted to leave, but at this moment, the glass door was pushed open with a crash.
"welcome!"
A pair of hands stretched out and grabbed Li Xiaoming's wrist.
Before being dragged into the mottled glass door by those hands, Li Xiaoming didn't realize that his behavior of exploring this weird restaurant could be described in one word.
That word is - seeking death.
The person who forced Li Xiaoming into the hotel was a teenager.
A young man dressed to impress.
He was covered in jet black leather clothes, his face was as pale as snow, his eyes were covered with black eye circles a finger wide, and his bright red colored contact lenses made him look like he had some kind of eye disease, and his tall white cockscomb hair was even more... It makes people feel a little sad for his aesthetic.
The boy's left cheek has the word "Burial" written on it, and the right cheek has the word "Love" written on it.
It looks like a really loving family.
For a moment, Li Xiaoming almost couldn't figure out whether he was panicked because he was forcibly dragged into the hotel, or whether he was overwhelmed by the sudden sight of the legendary non-mainstream.
"What do you want to do?"
Countless social news emerged in Li Xiaoming's mind.
"Guest, what would you like to eat?"
What echoed in the dark and shabby hotel at the same time as Li Xiaoming's question was the earnest question from the non-mainstream teenager.
Probably because Li Xiaoming's shock was too obvious, the other party added sheepishly, "I saw you at the door of the store before, and thought you wanted to come for dinner..."
Li Xiaoming realized a terrible thing - the young man in love standing in front of him with novel clothes and a huge generation gap with his aesthetics was probably an employee of this hotel.
"Well, I'm the owner of this store."
The non-mainstream boy added in due course.
"By the way, I'm a part-time waiter hahaha. It's a bit labor intensive for a small business, haha."
The other party continued to laugh stiffly.
Li Xiaoming didn't know what expression he should show.
He just wants to run away now.
The young man looked at Li Xiaoming nervously, and his heavily made-up face actually showed an expression of tears even under the makeup.
It was like a stray dog at a late-night snack stall trying to get a piece of meat from a customer but not daring to get close. It felt pitiful.
Li Xiaoming looked around the interior of the hotel, where there was not even a fly, with a slight cold sweat on his forehead.
He is a person who is not very good at dealing with this kind of situation. Faced with the pitiful attack of the little boss, he is actually too embarrassed to run away.
"Well, then, just have something."
Li Xiaoming said.
"Okay, then I recommend the store's 'Today's Special'! The Grilled Montana Lion Tail Scorpion Steak will definitely not disappoint you! In addition, the special menu will also come with free Hell Mandela Pork and Hydra blood mixed with Tama devil grass! Please wait, I will make it for you."
The non-mainstream boy clapped his hands and jumped into the kitchen with excitement.
It was not until this moment that Li Xiaoming realized that the boy was not only the owner of this restaurant but also a part-time waiter...
He is also the restaurant's only chef.
And what on earth are those weird names of secondary dishes just now? !
I don’t know if it’s too late to regret now.
Li Xiaoming thought in horror.
Then, he heard what seemed to be extremely terrifying wailing and screaming coming from the back kitchen.
There seemed to be an explosion, and thick black smoke poured out from the gaps in the curtain.
"I've kept you waiting for a long time... Are you the guest?"
The unconventional little boss who opened the curtain had a splash of blood on his silver comb head, but it did not affect his enthusiastic hospitality.
Li Xiaoming, who had already stepped out of the glass door with one foot and had no time to escape, paused momentarily after hearing the other party's voice.
He turned back and looked at the unconventional little boss dryly.
"that… "
"Did the smoke just hit you? I'm really sorry. There has been something wrong with the exhaust fan in this store, but... that... the dishes are already ready..."
Probably guessing that Li Xiaoming wanted to leave, the non-mainstream small boss stared at Li Xiaoming, his lips trembled slightly, and he weakly put on a business smile, but he looked like he was about to cry.
Li Xiaoming watched helplessly as the non-mainstream boy's eyes became moist little by little, and his fingers painted with black nail polish dug into the hem of his clothes.
"Ding-"
"Guilt+max"
At that moment, Li Xiaoming seemed to be able to hear such a voice flashing through his mind.
"I just want to open the door for some ventilation, ha, ha, ha..."
Li Xiaoming walked back to his seat and sat down on the chair whose shape was very appetizing.
He touched his carry-on bag and began to recall whether he had brought his medical insurance card or not.
Li Xiaoming was mentally prepared, but when he saw clearly the dinner plate placed in front of him by the little boss, the food on the plate greatly exceeded his imagination.
The snow-white plate is a perfectly grilled steak. The texture of the meat was beautiful, alternating between fat and thin. The melted fat was still sizzling under the residual temperature, soaking into the light brown network-like burn marks on the surface of the meat. The other side of the plate holds mashed potatoes mixed with corn kernels, diced cucumbers and chopped white onions. The dark sauce simmered until it has a thick texture is poured on the edges of the meat and mashed potatoes. In addition to the familiar black pepper flavor, the strong aroma that rises with the heat seems to be mixed with other spices. Occupying 1/4 of the plate, a green vegetable salad is placed in the corner. Mini tomatoes and diced hard-boiled eggs bring lively red, white and golden colors. The beautiful colors make people point their fingers just by looking at them. Big move. Rich toppings and vegetables are wrapped in white salad dressing, and golden and crispy toasted croutons are scattered randomly on the surface.
Li Xiaoming was stunned for a moment.
The contrast between the menu that sounded particularly scary due to the second explosion and the tempting food in front of him was so great that he couldn't help but have a slight delusion of persecution.
Could it be a dark dish that only looks good but tastes terrible
Although such a warning appeared in his mind, Li Xiaoming's body seemed to have a consciousness of its own, and he had already cut the barbecue with his own knife before he had time to react.
While the meat was being cut, the juices were sizzling out.
Li Xiaoming couldn't wait to dip the barbecue into a little sauce and put it into his mouth - the slightly burnt surface of the meat gave off a charming burnt aroma due to the Maillard reaction, and then the delicious gravy was chewed in his mouth. Erupting from the mouth,
Ah, it’s so delicious!
As if silver lightning pierced the sky, Li Xiaoming roared silently in his mind.
He swore it was the most tender, plump and juicy barbecue he had ever eaten in his life. The sauce, which is stewed with black pepper as the base and mixed with unknown herbs, perfectly combines with the splashing meat juice in the mouth, giving the tongue a luscious and sweet stimulation.
Immediately afterwards, Li Xiaoming used a fork with some black pepper sauce remaining to gently scoop up a ball of mashed potatoes. The seemingly ordinary mashed potatoes tasted no less delicious than barbecued meat. With its light and smooth texture, Li Xiaoming couldn't help but close his eyes and taste it carefully. The extraordinarily delicate mashed potatoes contain the rich aroma of butter and cream, combined with the slightly spicy onions, sweet corn kernels and crispy diced cucumbers. The smooth and crisp taste is intertwined, like a charming serenade. , people can’t help but be addicted.
And the vegetable salad that was supposed to be a supporting role was not inferior in the slightest to the delicious barbecue. The salad did not use the lettuce that Li Xiaoming was familiar with, but another crisp vegetable that he could not recognize. There was no disgusting grassy smell at all, only the unique sweetness and refreshingness of vegetables, small tomatoes and boiled eggs. Combined with the thick salad dressing, the whole salad has a delicious taste that can almost be described as luxurious.
Li Xiaoming didn't even know how he finished the meal. In short, when he finally recovered from the delicious food, all the food on the huge Western food plate in front of him had disappeared, leaving only Some pepper sauce on the bottom of the plate.
And Li Xiaoming stared at the pepper sauce, and he still had an urge in his heart to lick up the remaining sauce.
Thankfully, his senses caught him at the last moment and calmed him down.
10
"What the hell is this...how can it be so delicious..."
Li Xiaoming muttered to himself absentmindedly.
The non-mainstream little boss who had been carefully spying on him answered him quickly.
"Well, it's just the simple Montana lion tail scorpion steak, hell mandrake meat paste, and hydra snake blood mixed with Tama devil grass! It's great that you like it!"
Thanks to the shameful name of the secondary dish, Li Xiaoming successfully recovered from the shock of delicious food.
"Well, I want to ask, what kind of meat did you use? The vegetables in the salad are also delicious. Is it some new variety of lettuce?"
"That's right, the Lion-Tailed Scorpion of Montana..."
"Forget it, just pretend I didn't ask."
Li Xiaoming felt that he would never be able to understand the thoughts of the young people of the buried love family.
"Anyway, boss, your cooking is really delicious."
He looked at the young man's snow-white face and said gratefully. At the same time, he secretly decided in his mind where to eat out for the next week - this restaurant.
Under Li Xiaoming's praise, the boy who was a non-mainstream small business owner, waiter and chef, who seemed very nervous before, instantly smiled with relief.
It was probably an illusion, Li Xiaoming even felt that the other person's face seemed to be glowing.
"I...I actually...really made delicious food?!"
The young man murmured to himself in disbelief, with crystal tears in his eyes.
"ha?"
Li Xiaoming expressed confusion.
Then he watched helplessly as the boy stretched out his finger, dipped a little sauce on his plate and put it in his mouth.
Then, he saw the young man's expression suddenly stiffen, and then his facial muscles twisted little by little.
“%￥#… It tastes so bad!”
After a curse that was incomprehensible but clearly expressed despair, the boy kept repeating the word "unpalatable".
In the end, the non-mainstream boy hugged his knees, squatted on the ground and cried loudly.
"Why do the dishes I cook always taste so bad!"
11
Li Xiaoming said that he will probably never understand what today's non-mainstream young people are thinking.
12
After escaping from that strange restaurant, Li Xiaoming spent ten hours debating whether to continue eating the next day, and then spent another ten hours making up his mind - the owner was really too strange, no matter from which aspect. No matter what, contact should not continue.
He shouldn't go to that little restaurant again.
Li Xiaoming said to himself.
However, it only took him ten seconds the next day to overturn his decision from the previous day. When passing by the alley, he walked towards the shabby shop without hesitation.
13
"Any recommendations today?"
This time, Li Xiaoming looked at the menu of the Burial of Love restaurant, but when he found that the menu was full of items like "Dark Two-Headed Spider Meat Mixed with Megonna Banshee Thick Sliced Tongue" and "Smoked Tender Cthulhu Tentacle Cold Dishes" and "Dagon-style bloody salad," he decisively abandoned the menu.
This time the boss recommended to him the human-faced snake egg mash with salt-roasted Palestinian emperor centipede... Maybe it's something like custard and crustaceans, right? Li Xiaoming thought as he held his aching forehead.
Of course, the food actually served was similar to what Li Xiaoming thought, but the so-called egg paste was actually melted cheese paste and the salt-roasted centipede was just a larger shrimp with the head and tail removed.
I have to say that although the little boss always gives strange names to the dishes in his restaurant, the taste is absolutely top-notch.